While I love the adventure of a new book, I also enjoy the familiarity of going back to an old favorite - that's why I was especially pleased by the article in Friday's New York Times: Some Thoughts on the Pleasures of Being a Re-Reader. This paragraph really struck home for me:
Part of the fun of re-reading is that you are no longer bothered by the business of finding out what happens. Re-reading “Middlemarch,” for instance, or even “The Great Gatsby,” I’m able to pay attention to what’s really happening in the language itself — a pleasure surely as great as discovering who marries whom, and who dies and who does not.Sometimes I get so caught up in finding out what happens, getting to the end, guessing the identity of the murderer, that I don't take time to really enjoy the story. Re-reading gives me the chance to enjoy all of the book - the language, the subplots, even the descriptions I skimmed over the first time.
Another part that resonated with me was this:
The real secret of re-reading is simply this: It is impossible. The characters remain the same, and the words never change, but the reader always does.Recently, I was having an online conversation with friends about re-reading books we had loved as children and how different they appear. It really is true that the way we feel about a book changes as we change. I know that I have come away with very different feelings about a book, reading it as an adult and as a child. And as our perceptions change, so do out opinions: over time, I became really irritated with the Lord of the Rings trilogy. When I was younger, I loved all the dashing, heroic men (and elves) in the story. As I grew older, I began to notice that the women in the story didn't really get to do much. (Of course, when the movies came out, I was back to appreciating all the handsome men!)
So, what about you - do you re-read favorite books? Have you found your appreciation for them changing over the years?